"Gulp."
"Father, I, I, I."
"I see!"
Although reluctant, Shen Zhao had no choice but to obediently lower his head and accept the task assigned by Shen Youde under Shen Youde's extremely stern reprimand.
"Good that you understand."
Shen Youde nodded slightly and waved to Shen Zhao: "Go and prepare. We must sell 10,000 bottles within a week."
"yes."
Although it felt difficult, under Shen Youde's stern command, Shen Zhao had no choice but to bite the bullet and awkwardly leave with Yang Guodong.
"President Shen."
After Shen Zhao left, Yang Bing looked at Shen Youde with a complicated expression: "Ten thousand bottles, isn't that a bit too much?"
"How many bottles did Lin Sen sell on his first outing, going from street to street?" Shen Youde asked coldly.
"About six thousand bottles."
The awkward answer was "raising soldiers".
"So I told him to sell 10,000 bottles within a week."
"That's a lot?"
Shen Youde glanced at Yang Bing.
"Um."
"not much……"
Faced with Shen Youde's questioning, Yang Bing could only smile wryly and think about how to secretly help Shen Zhao.
Because he really didn't think Shen Zhao could sell 10,000 bottles in a week, but he couldn't say that Shen Youde's target was too high.
Because if he said that, it would imply that Shen Zhao was inferior to Lin Sen.
That's just asking for trouble!
"In that case, let's leave it at that."
Shen Youde waved his hand at Yang Bing: "You'll be in charge of converting the factory to a mixed grain blend."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
